In front of Amelia is a flight of magical stairs that seemed to ascend for eternity. At the end of the staircase was an entire legion of angels holding spears and a huge gate that let out an eye-piercing light. Walking down the stairs is an old man with a head full of silver hair that reached down to his feet and a long beard. Contrary to expectation, he had no wrinkles, and the only thing that betrayed his age was his all-seeing eyes that contain the vicissitude of life, and his beard.
